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letra de omg (remix) - lewxs

[intro: lewxs]
bayden records, uh
remix

[chorus: lewxs & boi mystery]
oh my god, yeah (oh my god)
where’s your dargs, yeah? (where’s your boys?)
f-ck the cops, yeah (f-ck the twelve, yeah, yeah)
no, we won’t stop, yeah (we won’t stop, woah, woah, ooh)

[verse 1: boi mystery]
oh my god, yeah
the way she did it all, she just wanted my knots, yeah (wanted my knots)
don’t think i’ma get involved with you because you plot, yeah (because you plot)
can’t have no friends out here ’cause they way too dumb and shallow (shallow)
still think they valid though, how? c’mon (c’mon)
do this sh-t by myself, i clearly gotta makе you respect me (yеah, yeah)
don’t go ask for my help ’cause the last two bars taught you a lessie (woah, woah)
just hit rodeo drive with a bad lil vibe and she gon’ dress me (i’m drippy)
don’t come back, that won’t stress me (yeah)
my heart too cold, don’t test me (yeah)
i was tryna feed my gang but they switched up so i guess you gon’ starve, bro (gon’ starve)
your girl say she like candy, i’ma make her l!ck this up like haribo (like haribo)
with lewis p rocking louis v, head to the 7 and we spark cones (spark cones)
in 630 with mystery, they don’t like him but he hard though
[chorus: lewxs & auxilio]
oh my god, yeah (oh my god)
where’s your dargs, yeah? (where’s your boys?)
f-ck the cops, yeah (f-ck the twelve)
no, we won’t stop, yeah (we won’t stop)

[verse 2: auxilio]
i slide with the tribe and we up in the spot
cooking it up like i’m james with the pot
making new waves like we up on the yacht
oh my god, yeah (sh-yeah)
f-cking your b-tch, all the sh-t that we did
it go down like the rich in the stocks, yeah
630, aux records, we gon’ break the records
you see us on the top, yeah (god)
“oh my god, oh my god”, that’s what she say when she caught me f-cking a broad
i’m not religious, i’m holy like synagogue
caught me a b-tch like i’m using a fishing-rod (skrrt)
oh my god, oh my god (skrrt)
we been outside with the hoes, issa vibe, but don’t let ’em in, please (sh-yeah)
don’t trust the b-tches that dont give a sh-t and will eagerly get on they knees (skrrt)
patek on patek, my b-tches be ratchet, they know when i’m at it, i’m green
smoking and sipping, i need to stay tripping, it be like i’m fighting my spleen (nah)
sucking and f-cking, that’s how she be running it up when i’m off of the bean
oh my f-cking god
who’s seen what i’ve seen?
[chorus: lewxs]
oh my god, yeah (oh my god)
where’s your dargs, yeah? (where’s your boys?)
f-ck the cops, yeah (f-ck the twelve)
no, we won’t stop, yeah (we won’t stop, ooh, remix)

[verse 3: lewxs]
oh my god (yeah)
i’m pulling up to a nittys yard (i’m pulling up)
make his b-tch watch like a cinema (yeah)
she wanna f-ck but i didn’t nah, didn’t nah
’cause i got a b-tch and her p-ssy the best (huh)
when i pull up, you know that p-ssy wet (huh)
she wanna go overseas on the jet (jet)
skip all the talking, let’s get to the s-x, yeah (woo)
i’m in my zone, how don’t you know?
yeah, i know you’re home, so pick up the phone (yeah, yeah)
i made a bag and i bring it right back (back)
send me the addy, tell me where you at (send me the addy)
i’ma go slide on the opps with the wap
pull up with .44’s in a four door (skrrt-skrrt)
we don’t follow no law (no laws)
roll cones and i get stoned, then i put my b-tch on all fours
she wanna vibe with me, no she don’t lie to me
she wanna give me her company
fl!cking my tounge when i’m eating her p-ssy
i put it back in, she say “cum for me”
[chorus: lewxs]
oh my god, yeah (oh my god)
where’s your dargs, yeah? (where’s your boys?)
f-ck the cops, yeah (f-ck the twelve)
no, we won’t stop, yeah (we won’t stop, ooh, bayden records, uh)

- lewxs

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